The Day I
Jumped the Ramp.
The bike roared and my heart thumped. Ice broke underneath my wheel and Fred
screeched his last screech and fell to his death. I cried because my fat cat
died. I wasn’t looking where I was going. A moose and sheep flew at me but I didn’t
have time to swerve. I had to ride the moose. It kept on running and I ended up in a
track full of TNT. I steered the moose around the track somehow. It was the
best day ever!
By Maclaren.
Now this is an amazing story! Where did the moose come from?? You're a hero Maclaren! :-)
ReplyDeleteI love your story its so funny
ReplyDeleteawesome story
ReplyDelete-Maggie